A song from Chengdu revived a closed-down pub.

At this moment, Su Fan was still interacting with the audience.

After chatting for a while, he asked, "Let me ask you a question. We're all here to travel, so what do you think is the meaning of travel?"

Everyone was talking at once.

"It's about seeing all the beautiful landscapes of our motherland!"

"It's about emptying your mind!"

"It's about returning to nature!"

……

After listening, Su Fan nodded, then turned his gaze to Lin Fang on the side of the stage.

Seeing this, Lin Fang thought, "Oh no, they're after me! I'm the one being interviewed now!"

But Lin Fang has received professional training, so her performance on the spot is still top-notch.

Lin Fang wore a professional smile and spoke calmly, "Travel can be a new beginning in life, keeping your mind always on the road and your gaze always on the road..."

She spoke for a long time, using beautiful language and elegant sentence structure.

After listening, Su Fan led the applause: "Reporter Lin's answer can be used as a template for writing."

One sentence made everyone laugh.

Lin Fang almost lost her smile. Was this a compliment or an insult?

She decided to retaliate, her tone slightly defiant: "Then, Mr. Su, what do you think is the meaning of travel?"

Su Fan did not answer.

He turned around, picked up the old guitar from the side of the stage, hugged it to his chest, took two steps forward, and sat back down on the high stool.

"Next, I'd like to dedicate the song 'The Meaning of Travel' to you all!"

Upon hearing this, everyone became excited.

"Whose song is this? I've never heard it before!"

"Is it another new song?"

"An Easter egg, another Easter egg!"

"It was definitely worth the trip!"

……

This unexpected song was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise for the audience.

Both the audience at the scene and netizens watching the live stream were excitedly cheering.

The most excited party has to be the Sichuan Provincial Department of Culture and Tourism.

Qi Tongwei wished he could grab a megaphone and spread the news all over the world.

Su Fan's surprises for him really kept coming one after another.

In contrast, the tourism and cultural sectors in other provinces were not so happy; they were smacking their lips in envy.

The cultural and tourism sector in Shaanxi Province, in particular, felt a mix of emotions.

Wei Zhirang felt as if his daughter, whom he had raised with great care, had suddenly been kidnapped by Huang Mao.

At this moment, Su Fan is on stage singing "The Meaning of Travel" with his guitar.

This song, "On Earth," is a folk song written, composed, and sung by Cheer Chen.

What Su Fan took out at this moment was the original acoustic guitar version.

We'll release the string version later when it's officially released.

At this moment, Su Fan sat on a high stool, and the sound of a guitar flowed from his fingertips.

To the audience, it sounded light and languid.

You have seen many beautiful sights

You've seen many beautiful women

You get lost in every fleeting moment on the map.

……

The sound was very soft.

Some people in the audience were stunned for a moment.

This song is different from his previous two.

If "Chengdu" is a story, it's about standing on the street and saying goodbye to a city.

So, "Sorrow" is a soliloquy, like someone talking to themselves in the mirror late at night while holding a wine glass.

But this song seems to be asking a question.

At this moment, someone who was recording with their phone suddenly put the phone down.

I can't quite explain why, but I just felt like holding up my phone to film it was a disservice to the song.

You tasted the Parisian night.

You walked through snow-covered Beijing

You have memorized every single truth you love in the book.

……

Su Fan paused suddenly when she sang this line.

It's not that it's cut off, but rather like someone is speaking and suddenly doesn't know whether they should continue.

Then the chorus came.

"But I can't explain why you love me."

But I can't say which of my expressions you appreciate.

But I can't say in what situation I made your heart flutter.

"I can't explain why I left."

……

His voice rose slightly, but he still kept it under control.

Unlike the suppressed yet explosive feeling when singing the chorus of "Sorrow".

Instead, it was something else entirely, something indescribable and inexplicable, like mist.

Someone in the audience sniffed.

At this moment, a girl in her early twenties, who had come alone, was sitting in the corner with a glass of wine in front of her that hadn't been touched much.

She originally planned to leave after listening to the song.

When the song started playing, she suddenly remembered her trip to Yunnan Province alone last year.

That time, she was alone, carrying a bag, and took a train for more than ten hours.

She thought that by going to a faraway place, she could figure some things out.

When I came back, nothing had changed.

What should have been forgotten, I haven't forgotten; what should have been let go, I still can't let go of.

At that time, she didn't understand why she had to run so far away.

Now she seems to understand a little.

Su Fan's voice grew softer and softer, and the guitar music grew even quieter, as if afraid of disturbing something.

As the last note faded, the guitar strings were still vibrating slightly.

Quiet.

It's very quiet.

No one applauded.

Nobody said it sounded good.

No one whistled.

This quiet is different from the quiet after the song "Chengdu" was finished.

The silence at that moment was a feeling of lingering desire, a wish to let that sound stay a little longer.

The current quiet is because everyone is thinking about their own things.

The girl in the corner lowered her head and wiped the corner of her eye with her finger.

A middle-aged man next to the bar held a wine glass, staring at the amber liquid inside, and didn't move for a long time.

He's from Guangdong province and runs a business; he lost a lot of money this year.

A friend invited him out to relax before the New Year, but he didn't want to come, thinking it was pointless to travel so far.

Losses will still occur, and annoyances will still persist.

But now, sitting in this dimly lit tavern, listening to a young man sing a song, he suddenly felt that it wasn't so bothersome after all.

Fang Cheng stood behind the bar, his hands resting on the bar, motionless.

He remembered many things.

I remember when I was seventeen, I left the orphanage, carrying a bag and boarding a green train, thinking that everything was possible in the distance.

Looking back on my years in Sichuan Province, I've moved seven times and changed jobs four times, transforming from a confident young man into a middle-aged person who's almost resigned to his fate.

He recalled the first time he walked into this little tavern, feeling that it was his home.

Later, when I almost lost it, I realized that home isn't a shop, but a person standing in a place and not wanting to leave.

Although Uncle Qi was not in the store at the time, he was watching the live broadcast.

Sitting on the sofa, his fingers tapped lightly on his knees.

He lived for almost sixty years, but he hadn't been to many places.

When I was young, I worked in a factory. Later, I was laid off. I set up a stall and opened a shop. Eventually, I saved up a few shops and made a living by collecting rent.

He thought his life would just be like this, ordinary and uneventful, nothing much to say.

But this song reminded him of something he often said when he was young: that he wanted to go out and explore.

Later, it dragged on for decades.

Now, listening to Su Fan sing this song, he suddenly felt that it wasn't so regrettable after all.

Some roads don't have to be walked alone.

It's nice to listen to others sing.

Lin Fang stood to the side of the stage, holding a microphone, her professional smile long gone.

She's a journalist who has interviewed many people and seen many things, so she's not easily moved by anything anymore.

But the song reminded her of something.

Last year, she applied for an overseas reporting project, which was approved by her supervisor, but she didn't go.

There are many reasons: I have other work to do, I can't leave home, and going abroad is too troublesome.

Actually neither.

The real reason was that she was afraid.

She was afraid to go to an unfamiliar place alone, afraid to face uncertainties, and afraid to leave everything she was familiar with.

She thought staying where she was was the safest option.

But now she suddenly regrets it.